Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 2031

Han Yu met Yuan Hao's fist with bare hands.

Neither did he use his vitality, nor did he inspire the original vitality of his blood like Yuan Hao.

Upon seeing this, Yuan Hao sneered again and again. Han Yu's physical body is indeed strong, but not yet strong enough to fight him with his bare hands and use the full force of his blood origin. Moreover, his divine power has penetrated into Han Yu's body, suppressing Han Yu, and Han Yu can no longer use the strongest power.

In his opinion, this punch was enough to blow Han Yu's hand.

"boom!"

The two fists slammed into each other fiercely, as if two huge stars collided.

Both Han Yu and Yuan Hao's arms trembled suddenly, and then under the incredible gaze of everyone, the blood shield on Yuan Hao's fist cracked and exploded. Finally, even the fingers cracked.

Yuan Hao snorted and flew backwards.

The blood on his hand spilled all over the floor, and Han Yu, standing still, just shook his body and stabilized, with his fists unharmed.

Everyone on the scene, as if being pinched by an invisible big hand, with their mouths wide open, their faces pale.

"This...this physical body has surpassed me!" Baili Qunshan's heart turned up against the stormy sea.

"Who are you?" After Yuan Hao stabilized his figure, he looked at Han Yu incredulously.

With only two punches, Han Yu deeply shocked him, and he had to pay attention to Han Yu. Even if Yuan Hao didn't want to admit it, it was an indisputable fact that Han Yu's body was far superior to him.

It can be said that the current Han Yu, in their eyes, is physically strong enough to be called abnormal.

In fact, Han Yu's punch just now was not bare-handed, but under the skin, forming a grid of thunder, but no one noticed it.

Otherwise, Han Yu couldn't take Yuan Hao's punch so easily.

"The Baili family, why is there such a freak?" The masters of Shenting all pricked their ears, wanting to hear Han Yu's name.

"Don't talk nonsense, use whatever means!" Han Yu said lightly.

"Strong, too strong!"

"This is an expert, he is my idol!"

The members of the Baili family were beaten by Han Yu's two punches. And Han Yu, with such a good performance, yet still looks plain, as if he has never noticed anything. With such a temperament, the passionate young man of the Baili family admires the whole body.

Yuan Hao was furious: "How strong is the physical body? I have countless ways to kill you!"

With a thought to Yuan Hao, an orange sword appeared in his hand.

Han Yu said tepidly: "No matter what method you use, I will blow it out with one punch!"

"Wow!"

Yuan Hao rushed to the top with anger, the long sword opened the way and turned into a stream of light to kill Han Yu.

"Whhhhhh..."

In a blink of an eye, Yuan Hao swung eighteen swords, stabs, slashed, slashed, slapped, swept... He focused on Han Yu's vitals. Whether it was body skills or swordsmanship, they were reaching their extremes. There were only a few people present. Can see Yuan Hao's moves and ways.

It was Han Yu, who was overwhelmed by the naked eye, it was difficult to resist all the sword moves.

However, as soon as his powerful soul power was released, Yuan Hao's body and swordsmanship, no matter how fast he was, seemed to Han Yu to be average.

"Dangdangdang..."

Han Yu waved his fists. It seemed to others that he was circling indiscriminately on the spot. However, every punch he threw accurately blocked Yuan Hao's sword moves.

The 18-stroke sword style that Yuan Hao displayed in one breath was easily resisted by Han Yu.

What's even more shocking is that Han Yu took it empty-handed, his hands unscathed.

This is incredible, no matter how strong the physical body is, how can it be comparable to a high-level saint? However, Han Yu broke everyone's cognition with his crazy and relaxed way of fighting again and again.

Of course, it would be difficult for Han Yu to take the sword empty-handed without refining the Sky Thunder Spirit Root, but now a layer of Sky Thunder power grid is formed under his skin, and the defense is amazing, and it is not a problem to welcome advanced holy soldiers.

"Take me a punch!"

In the sky full of sword shadows, Han Yu's fist pierced through the layers of phantoms, slammed Huang Long, and hit Yuan Hao's chest.

Yuan Hao snorted, and the long sword cut to Han Yu's wrist.

Han Yu can't avoid it.

"laugh!"

Yuan Hao's sword was cut on Han Yu's wrist, but only a little bit of skin was cut, and it was blocked by the Tianlei grid. Then Han Yu's fist slashed over the sword's edge, and blasted Yuan Hao's chest with a punch.

"Boom!"

Yuan Hao's body flew upside down like a sandbag, his breastbone shattered directly, he coughed suddenly, and a smear of blood quietly flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

Yaque was silent at the scene.

Yuan Hao used a magic weapon, but he couldn't break Han Yu's fists. It truly fulfilled Han Yu's words just now. No matter how many methods you use, I hit it with one punch.

"Did he cultivate into the Heavenly Thunder Saint Body?" Baili Qunshan stared at Han Yu's wrist with burning eyes. The moment the wound appeared, he saw a ray of light that seemed to be thunder and lightning, but Han Yu's wound healing speed It was too fast, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Only when you have cultivated the Heavenly Thunder Saint Body, can you take over the Senior Saint Soldier with your bare hands?" The shock in Baili Qunshan's heart has reached the point where it can't be added.

The others did not have the eyesight of Baili Qunshan, which was even more shocking.

In their eyes, Han Yu is bare-handed.

Yuan Hao's chest was shining brightly, his injuries were healing quickly, but his face was so gloomy that water dripped, and his eyes looked like a wounded lone wolf looking at the hunter.

"Are you the only one?" Han Yu looked at Yuan Hao and said lightly. Hold your hands on your chest, as before the competition. Looking at Han Yu's relaxed look, it even makes people feel a little dazed. Isn't the battle still started?

But seeing the blood on the corner of Yuan Hao's mouth, everyone suddenly realized that the battle had been going on for a while.

"You successfully angered me!" Yuan Hao said lowly. It seems possible to save at any time and fight Han Yu.

"What's the matter?" Han Yu asked carelessly.

"You are going to die!" Yuan Hao spit out every word.

Since his debut, he has never failed, but today, repeatedly suppressed by Han Yu, he is unbearable.

"Haotian Sword Art!"

Yuan Hao raised the sword high, and from his body, a powerful wave of air rushed along the sword into the nine heavens.

"Swish!"

Suddenly, countless beams of light rushed down from every corner of the sky. The light instantly suppressed the sun in the sky.

"With the power of billions of stars, condense my sword aura!"

Yuan Hao shouted, and the beam of light rushing down from the sky was all condensed on the sword and turned into sword energy.

"This is the Yuan Family's high-level supernatural power! The stars are immortal, and the swordsmanship is not scattered. If you can't interrupt him to use the swordsmanship, then you will be attacked and killed by endless sword aura!" Lingyin's voice sounded timely .

"Interesting!" Han Yu smiled slightly.